Wan Yanchang was young, in his early thirties, with a round face and small eyes. He looked friendly, but did not have the slightest air of a deputy commander. He opened the curtain and walked in without waiting for Zhao Gou to invite him. He was very confident.
He looked familiar, and after entering the tent, he said with a smile: "Your Highness Prince Kang, are you going to Zhending City?"
Zhao Gou didn't know what he meant, so he nodded and said, "Exactly."
Wan Yanchang said: "Nowadays, bandits are rampant inside and outside Zhending City. It would be inappropriate for Prince Kang to go alone. I will accompany you."
Bah! What kind of bandits are rampant, are they not the bloody people of the Song Dynasty?
Zhao Gou cursed in his heart, but he still didn't show it in face. He knew that Wan Yanchang didn't ask for his consent when he spoke, but to inform him. He couldn't tolerate his refusal, so he could only nod in agreement.
Xu Zizhen had been standing aside with a low eyebrow since Wan Yanchang entered the tent, and did not attract his attention at all. Since Zhao Gou agreed, he had to go out of the tent to prepare the horse first, but when he hitched the horse, he did not hitch the cabbage.
Go up and hitch only King Kang's horse to the cart.
Wanyanchang and Zhao Gou quickly walked out of the tent. Xu Zizhen held the horse's bridle and was waiting outside. Wanyanchang rode a horse instead of riding in the chariot and went ahead. Zhao Gou followed in the chariot. Xu Zizhen and Yanzhao sat on the shaft of the chariot together and walked slowly toward them.
Go outside the camp.
After all, the strength of one horse and two horses is different. After three people were sitting in the car, the horse was obviously a little weak. They were walking on the main road that Xu Zizhen took during his night visit last night. When they came to a certain place
At this time, Xu Zizhen suddenly jumped off the horse, held the horse's bridle and started walking beside him.
Wan Yanchang looked back and said nothing. He also saw that the horse pulling the cart could not bear the weight of three people, but he would never have thought that the cart driver had other motives than caring for the horse.
Not much way to the north from the main road is Zhending City. Xu Zizhen just walked silently along the way, looking like a servant, but Yan Zhao clearly saw Xu Zizhen's lips moving slightly, as if
As if thinking about something.
About half an hour later, the group arrived at the gate of the city. Wan Yanchang stopped outside the city, looking around as if waiting for someone.
Zhao Gou also stepped out of the car and looked at the city wall in front of him silently, feeling something in his heart.
It is indeed an important city on Hebei Road. The city walls are towering and majestic. However, such a high and strong city wall only lasted for a few days before being successfully captured by the Jin soldiers. Is this because the Jin people are really brave and unusual?
Is there any other reason? And what makes him most angry is that Wanyan Zongwang's right army only has a few tens of thousands of people, while Zhending's defenders number 120,000.
Yan Zhao had followed Zhao Gou for many years, and he knew what he was thinking at a glance. He also felt very uncomfortable. As a military general, he could not charge into battle and kill the enemy on the battlefield. Instead, he could only accompany his master to negotiate in the enemy camp, and who
We all know that negotiation is fake, but being a hostage is real.
He turned around and found that Xu Zizhen was still standing beside the car blankly, his lips moving slightly. When he got closer, he heard that he was reciting a number repeatedly: "Seven-nine-five...seven-nine-five..."
An unknown fire suddenly emerged in Yan Zhao's heart, and he shouted: "Jia Si, what are you doing?"
Xu Zizhen didn't even look at him and said impatiently: "Don't make any noise."
"You!" Yan Zhao was furious. Just when he was about to scold him, he heard the sound of carriages and horses in the distance. He turned around and saw that it was a long convoy, with more than a dozen shabby-looking carriages connected by ropes.
Together, they slowly headed towards the city gate, and at the front of the motorcade was a man wearing Song Dynasty clothing, with a steel knife on his waist, a tall figure and a fierce expression.
The smile on Wan Yanchang's face suddenly became thicker when he saw the man. Xu Zizhen glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but was stunned for a moment. He knew the man at the head of the motorcade. He was actually Bianjing Jiu Ye.
The follower next to him is Scarface.
"Why is he here?" Xu Zizhen immediately became alert and stopped talking, staring at Scarface and the motorcade behind him.
It didn't take long for the motorcade to arrive. Wan Yanchang pointed at the scarred face with a smile: "Are you from the Bianjing Wang family?"
Scarface jumped off the horse, half-knelt on the ground, saluted, and said respectfully: "I have seen the deputy commander, and he is exactly the same."
Wan Yanchang waved his hand and glanced behind him: "Get up, how many are there this time?"
Scarface said: "Back to the deputy commander, there are thirty-five people in total." Wan Yanchang frowned, and scarface continued, "But they are all specially selected by my master. The deputy commander can tell at a glance."
During the whole conversation, Scarface looked servile and servile. Xu Zizhen couldn't help but frown secretly. He had only seen Scarface once, but he clearly felt that this was a man with a strong personality. He didn't expect him to be there.
He actually had this kind of virtue in front of the Jin man, but as soon as he thought about it, he recalled what Lord Jiu said that day, and Xu Zizhen suddenly became suspicious.
Something weird!
At this moment, Scarface whistled, and the driver of each car in the convoy behind him jumped out. The curtains of the cars were lifted, revealing the graceful but panicked young women in the car.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound from the side, but it was Zhao Gou who slapped the car's shaft with his palm. As soon as Xu Zizhen turned around, he saw Zhao Gou shouting with an angry look on his face: "May I ask the deputy commander, what does this mean?"
These women are all only seventeen or eighteen years old. Although they are not as good as they are, they all have a certain beauty. And the key is that these women are obviously from poor families. Their hair is yellowish, they look haggard, and they are obviously malnourished, but they are...
His face was thickly coated with powder, and his cheeks were bright red. At first glance, he looked like he had good blood color.
Wan Yanchang was a lustful ghost, his eyes were so straight that he almost drooled from his eyes. He came to his senses only after being yelled at by Zhao Gou. His eyes flickered a little, but he still said with a smile: "Oh, this is all
It's the brothel girl I bought at a high price to reward the brave men in my camp..."
"Nonsense! This is clearly a daughter of my good family in the Song Dynasty, Wan Yanchang, don't bully others too much!" Zhao Gou has completely lost his composure, his whole body is trembling, his eyes are about to split, his fists are clenched tightly, and no one can help him.
You will suspect that he will rush over and fight Wan Yanchang the next moment.
Choking, choking, choking...
There was a sound of swords being unsheathed, and the team of golden soldiers were already guarding Wanyanchang, looking at Zhao Gou with cold eyes. Wanyanchang's face also became ugly, and he glanced at Zhao Gou coldly: "Your Highness King Kang
, don’t forget your current identity, hum!... Someone, come and send these goods back to the camp."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left, not giving Zhao Gou a chance to continue to get angry. The team of Jin soldiers divided into more than a dozen people and still watched Zhao Gou. The others took the convoy over and headed back to the military camp.
Scarface and the coachmen he brought with him finished the handover and left without even looking at Zhao Gou.
Wan Yanchang gradually walked away. Zhao Gou's eyes were full of anger, but he could do nothing about the matter. Yan Zhao almost gritted his steel teeth, hoping that if Zhao Gou gave an order, he would definitely kill him alone.
Xu Zizhen had a calm face, just staring at Scarface's retreating back. Just when Scarface was about to disappear from sight, he suddenly whispered: "Lao Yan, take Master Qi back to the camp, I'll go do something."